Chapter 47 Night Rain Wild Temple (9)
It was a dark night in the suburbs, with no street lights. The dark clouds obscured the moon, making it impossible for people driving on the road to see any light.
On the road that seemed to have no end in sight, there was only one car with its high beams on, piercing the darkness alone.
Because lifting the car in the afternoon took too much energy, assistant director Lun Dun ate something and then fell asleep in the back seat of the car with his clothes on. He was not awakened until the car was jolted.
However, when he got up, he was dumbfounded.
"Where is the guest car in front? Where is this? Haven't we reached Wild Wolf Peak yet?"
The staff in front heard it and turned around in surprise: "Assistant Director, what are you talking about? Isn't that the guest car in front? We have been following the guest car."
"Are you crazy?"
The assistant director was stunned and pointed at the road ahead illuminated by car lights: "Where is the car? I only saw a rat!"
The driver rubbed his eyes and looked at it in confusion.
Running in front of the car was a fat, khaki-colored giant rat!
"What the hell! How could this happen? I just saw it was a guest car!"
The driver was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and quickly stepped on the brakes to stop the car.
The rest of the staff were also jolted by the sudden brake. Their confused minds seemed to suddenly come to their senses and they looked blankly at the wilderness outside the car.
It was pitch black outside the car window.
The mountain area was very quiet at night. Although we were in the mountains, there was not a single cicada or bird chirping. It was too quiet.
This seemed to be an uninhabited wasteland, with no trace of a village and no dogs barking. The staff was stunned for a long time before suddenly waking up with a horrified expression.
"How did we end up here?"
"Where are we now? Where is the director? Where are Mr. Yan and the others?"
"Don't panic, don't panic, call the director right away."
However, when they hurriedly took out their phones and called the director and Yan Shixun, they only heard the following voice from the receiver:
"The number you dialed is powered off."
The first aid worker who had experienced Guishan's group swallowed hard and said, "Could it be that something similar to what happened to Guishan happened again?"
How else to explain the fact that they mistook the mouse for a car? There were so many people and so many eyes, but they all saw it wrongly. Or was it the assistant director who was sleeping all the time who discovered it? Otherwise, where would they go if they followed the mouse?
Many people thought of this and couldn't help but shudder. They felt that the car bodies parked in the wild were leaking air everywhere, making them feel cold all over.
Everyone looked up in panic and could see the fear in each other's eyes.
It was the assistant director who calmed down first. He opened the electronic map to check their location and discovered that they were very close to Wild Wolf Peak, but the road ahead was marked in red on the map, indicating that the road was temporarily closed and impassable.
And there is only one road leading to Wild Wolf Peak.
The road was blocked, and we lost contact with our companions, and it was night...
A timid staff member asked in a crying voice: "Wild Wolf Peak, are there wolves here?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the assistant director, who had just managed to remain calm, began to become restless.
Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but when they looked outside again, they all felt as if pairs of faint green eyes had lit up in the distant mountains and forests, as if a pack of wolves were approaching them.
"It's okay, don't panic!" The assistant director's heart was beating wildly, but he still forced himself to control it and shouted with a trembling voice: "Look, there are farmlands beside this road. There must be villagers living nearby. We can follow the path to their homes to ask for directions. Maybe they know some dirt roads that can lead to Wild Wolf Peak."
"Once we reach Wild Wolf Peak, we will be able to reunite with the director and Mr. Yan. With Mr. Yan here, he was able to save us last time at Gui Mountain, and he will definitely be able to do it this time too. Don't be afraid! Start the car, don't panic."
The darkness and the absence of anyone can easily make people want to escape from here.
The driver immediately started the car and turned onto a small road beside a field.
However, after running for a while, the driver trembled and shouted: "Assistant Director, Assistant Director! The rat that we mistook for the guest car just now seems to have caught up with us!"
The assistant director rushed to the car window and looked out while leaning against the glass.
Sure enough, under the light of the high beam, you can see the fat, khaki-colored mouse running madly beside the car with all four paws in the air.
The light fell on the mouse's eyes, and in those small black bean-like eyes, there was a hint of malicious ferocity.
The assistant director was so frightened that he yelled "Ah!" and hurriedly patted the seat next to him and shouted to the driver: "Speed up! Speed up! Don't let it catch up with us!"
Although he didn't know what this thing was, his survival instinct told him that nothing good would happen if he was really caught up by this overly fat and huge rat.
The driver stepped on the accelerator quickly.
"No, no, assistant director!" the driver yelled in despair, "I can't get rid of it. I've already filled it to the top and it's still next to it!"
"Then turn! Don't be on the same road with it!"
The well-performing minibus was running madly on the dirt road in the countryside. The speeding car body was swaying left and right and bumping back and forth due to the small stones along the way. It looked like it was trying to escape in a panic, and a cloud of dust was splashed behind the wheels.
The mouse was also running very fast beside the car, always keeping a position parallel to the door, as if waiting for an opportunity to break through the door and get in.
Those black eyes that looked upward revealed a humane light of greed and cruelty.
“Crack!”
The sound of sharp claws scratching the door suddenly rang out in the car.
The staff member's eyes fixed and he turned his head tremblingly to look towards the car door.
Then--
“Crack!”
The teeth-grinding sound was clearly rang out again, along with a deep claw mark on the metal door.
The thing outside scratching at the door was incredibly strong, able to grab metal.
You have to know that this is a thick layer of metal plate!
This is not the end yet. The scratching sound on the door continued, and there were more and more scratches on the door, as if the thing outside could break in at any time.
The criss-crossing claw marks seemed to have fallen on everyone's heart, making the air pressure in the car drop by the second.
Finally, the staff member sitting closest to the door collapsed and cried out loudly: "Driver! Driver, drive faster, I don't want to die!"
This sound seemed to have opened up the low and fearful atmosphere in the car, causing the people who were too frightened to speak to vent their fear by shouting.
"Driver! Driver!"
"Speed up and get rid of that rat outside!!!"
"Mom, woo, woo, woo, I want to go home, mom..."
"How can a mouse be so powerful? Is it really a mouse?"
"Driver, don't stop! Drive faster, or we will all die!"
The shouts from all sides were mixed together in a chaotic mess, and the frightened assistant director was powerless to control the chaotic situation even if he wanted to.
The driver, who was being called by everyone, was so nervous that he was sweating profusely. He was as wet as if he had just been pulled out of the water. He even lost his grip on the steering wheel several times and slipped due to the heavy sweat. The car rushed into a farmland that had been abandoned for a long time and headed straight for a dilapidated brick house at the edge of the farmland.
Everyone in the car was terrified when they saw this scene.
“Aa ...
"Stop the car! Stop the car!"
The driver's eyes widened, and he wanted to change direction quickly to avoid hitting the farmhouse. However, due to excessive tension, his mind went blank, and his limbs became terribly stiff. He could not do anything and could only watch the car crash into it...
"Squeak, snap—"
The light suddenly came on in the dilapidated little house which looked like no one had lived in it for a long time.
An old woman bent over came out of the hut, holding the door.
At the same time, the driver, who had closed his eyes in fear as he was about to hit someone, suddenly felt the car body float in the air for a moment, as if a pair of gentle hands lifted the car off the ground and then gently put it down.
The car, unexpectedly out of control at top speed, came to a steady stop in front of the door of the cottage.
The old woman had a haggard and thin figure, and was wearing an old, faded shawl. Her face was covered with layers of wrinkles, but she had a pair of eyes that were as bright as the stars in the night sky.
She looked coldly at the darkness beside the car and uttered one syllable mercilessly: "Get lost!"
From the darkness came the restless sound of claws scratching the ground, like a sawtooth animal preparing for an attack.
It also seems like anxious hesitation.
Finally, a pair of green eyes beside the car glared at the old woman fiercely, then turned and ran away.
The sound of claws scratching the ground suddenly disappeared, and the area in front of the hut was once again quiet.
The old woman then let go of her hand that was holding the door frame, dragged her skinny body tremblingly to the side of the car, and knocked on the door: "What are you waiting for? Open your eyes, there is nothing."
Hearing someone's voice, the people who had just closed their eyes in fear, opened their eyes cautiously.
Then the staff member sitting next to the car door suddenly looked at the old woman's face outside the car window.
He screamed suddenly and crawled back from the car door.
The old woman saw it clearly and snorted unhappily, "You little brat who judges people by appearance, how can you treat the God who saved you like this? People nowadays are really getting worse with each generation."
The old woman seemed to be dissatisfied with the staff's overreaction. She put her hands behind her back, shook her head and walked towards the hut, muttering softly: "In the past, we knew to offer sacrifices to the gods, and even the poorest families would prepare a bowl of rice. Now? Oh, after drinking blood and smashing bones, we still despise the appearance of the gods. If it weren't for them, if it weren't for them...how could the gods..."
When the old woman's figure was about to disappear outside the cabin, everyone stared blankly at the car door that no longer made the strange noise, and then they woke up from their dream.
"Are we...out of danger?"
"Has that thing just now left? Didn't you hear the scratching sound at the door?"
"Did that grandmother scare away the mice outside?"
"Looking at the old woman, it seems that she has lived here for a long time. Maybe she knows some ways to drive away the rats here."
"Is she a villager from around here? Then we can ask her for directions to Wild Wolf Peak. Maybe she knows."
Everyone cautiously moved to the car door and waited for a long time without hearing any sound. Then they tentatively opened the door a crack and looked outside.
After they no longer saw the fat, khaki rat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened the car door.
The assistant director walked to the small room where the lights had been turned off again and politely knocked on the broken wooden door which had been closed again.
"Hello, mother-in-law? Thank you for what you did just now. Our friend was frightened by a mouse and didn't react in time, so he bumped into you. I apologize to you on his behalf."
"We are passing by here, but we lost our way in the dark. Can we ask you for directions?"
After hearing the assistant director's polite thanks, the door reopened.
"Squeak, snap—"
The old bolt made a harsh friction sound, and as the broken wooden door opened, the candlelight in the room was reignited.
The old woman bent over, looked at the assistant director outside the door expressionlessly, and said in a bad tone: "Ask."
The assistant director did not doubt him and immediately said, "We want to go to Wild Wolf Peak, but the main road seems to be blocked and we can't get through. Is there any other way to get to Wild Wolf Peak?"
Unexpectedly, the old woman's face changed drastically. Her face, which had just been gentle and less scary, became gloomy again.
She raised her eyebrows and looked a little angry.
"Wild Wolf Peak?"
"There is no Wild Wolf Peak!" the old woman cursed, "They are dead, dead! They killed the gods! They were killed by the backlash of karma!"
Like the angry eyes of a King Kong, the divine weapons are intimidating.
The assistant director got goose bumps all over his body and his scalp numbed because of the powerful sound. He subconsciously took a few steps back, but was tripped by a stone on the dirt road and fell to the ground in a mess.
He looked up at the old woman standing at the door of the room. At that moment, he suddenly felt that this old woman with a hunched back was as tall as a mountain.
…
From the moment Yan Shixun entered the main hall of the mountain temple, the audience watching the split-screen live broadcast became extremely interested in this place.
Many viewers have been living in the city. Although they have heard of temple fairs, they have never seen one in person, let alone a mountain temple. Now seeing Yan Shixun in the main hall of the mountain temple, they can't help but feel excited and expectant.
Some viewers, although they have heard of the existence of mountain gods from folk rumors, are quite dismissive of it. However, as a tourist attraction with a strong folk atmosphere, they are willing to take a look.
[I heard from my college classmates that they would hold a ceremony to worship gods there, and I thought it was very interesting. I finally saw it this time!]
[But this light is a bit dark, Brother Yan, why don’t you consider turning on a light?]
[Maybe he was afraid of being discovered by the administrator next to him? Didn’t Brother Yan just pay special attention to what the administrator was doing before coming in?]
[I looked at it carefully before, I didn't notice it. But it doesn't matter if the lights are off, right? It's not like a fake haunted house adventure where you have to flash the lights to create a scary atmosphere, why turn on the lights?]
[When the car stopped on the road just now, I was a little worried and afraid, because there was no village or store in the distance, and my brother wouldn’t be able to find a place to sleep. I lived in a village for a few years when I was young, and there were really animals like wolves in the mountains at night. It was really unsafe to be alone in a car outside.]
[And it’s mainly cold. The car has been parked in the rain. The temperature is very low in the middle of the night. Even if it’s summer now, it’s unbearable. I’m likely to catch a cold. I saw that the rain was so heavy in the camera, almost catching up with the heavy rain here. Oh, I didn’t expect it to rain here and on Wild Wolf Peak. ]
[Raining? Wait a minute, I suddenly realized, isn't Wild Wolf Peak in Mountain Province? Did it rain so hard in Mountain Province? I just heard the sound of rain hitting the ground in the camera, it was almost like hail. My hometown is in Mountain Province, and I don't remember seeing such heavy rain? ]
[I don’t know, but fortunately the brothers found a place to live in time, so good~ That little brother named Anthony is so handsome, he just took a shower and live-streamed, although only the upper body (covering my face, although I know that broadcasting anything else will be blocked, but I really want to watch it oh woo woo). I originally liked An Nanyuan brother, but he is too conservative. Just like Anthony brother said, it’s actually nothing, just treat it as a welfare for us. ]
[…I don’t know why you think Anthony is handsome. I just think he’s so greasy. He’s calling me sister and sister and saying that we should take good care of girls. His expression is so artificial.]
[What right do you have to say that about our Anthony brother! If you have the guts, please post your photos for everyone to see. You just can't stand seeing an excellent man like Anthony brother who is handsome and cares for women? When our Anthony brother debuts next year, I will definitely vote crazily for him! ]
[Stop arguing, stop arguing. This is Brother Yan's split screen. If you want to argue, go to Anthony's side.]
[That’s right, look, Brother Yan’s camera has already focused on the murals. They are so beautiful…Is this our folk culture? I suddenly feel so moved. These murals are so well painted, as if they are alive and lifelike.]
[Ah… well, why do I feel like this mural is moving? I just saw a child on the wall winking at me.]
[Wrong, illusion?]
Although they said it was an illusion, more and more viewers posted comments saying they really saw the mural moving. Some even took out a screenshot of a few seconds, which clearly showed that the positions of several people in a family on the mural really changed direction in the blink of an eye!
Moreover, the child seemed to sense the camera and smiled at the split screen with his red mouth.
Brother Goose, who was caught off guard when he clicked on this animated picture, was so frightened that he threw his phone away.
"Fuck!"
Brother Goose covered his pounding heart and was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
He originally wanted to find something else to relieve his stress and divert his attention, but unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he saw the poster on the wall next to him.
In a trance, he actually felt that the person on the poster also grinned and smiled at him.
Brother Goose suddenly jumped up from the bed, pulled down the poster on the wall and crumpled it into a ball. He stopped panting only when he could no longer see the person on the poster.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang……
He was alone in the room, and it was so quiet that he could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating.
Brother Goose took a long time to recover before he fell down on the carpet as if exhausted. With his weak body, he barely managed to hook the phone back.
In just a short while, many viewers had already seen the captured animated images in the program's discussion area, and learned that the murals in the mountain temple would move under Yan Shixun's split-screen shot.
Many people were unconvinced and jokingly commented: “Nice special effects.”
"The program team hired marketing? That's a bit low-level. They won't get far with such scary things. They should just focus on improving the quality of the program content."
"You know how to have fun. You even made the mural move. Haha. My whole room is filled with posters, character portraits, and anime peripherals. If it's real, why don't you make them move too?"
But the old audience who had experienced the shattered worldview of the Ghost Hill Villa do not think so.
With heavy hearts and anxiety, they clicked into Yan Shixun's split-screen live broadcast, wanting to see with their own eyes what was going on.
Then, they were stunned to find that—
The people in the murals not only move, the painted villagers can even run and jump, and there are children who smile and make faces at the split-screen camera. There are even people who take off their heads in front of the camera, shake them, and then put them back together.
Moreover, as Yan Shixun moved in the hall, the sight lines in those paintings also moved with Yan Shixun.
One gaze after another fell silently on Yan Shixun, watching his every move.
And those ink-dotted eyes drawn with a brush were dull and lifeless, as if the pupils were completely filled with black.
They opened their red mouths and greeted the visitors with a lifeless smile.
Even the red and green silk knots in the hall no longer looked festive in such a dark and strange environment. Instead, they looked more like the underworld filled with strange ghosts...
However, hundreds of eyes fell on Yan Shixun without blinking, but he seemed not to feel it and continued to do his own thing.
Audience: “Aa ...
"Murals, murals move, oh my god, oh my god!!!"
"Wow, there are so many pictures on my wall. I'm so scared now. What should I do? I don't want to play anymore. Let me go."
"You call this a special effect? You call this a special effect! If our country had this level of special effects, would we still worry about horror movies not being scary?"
"I am a person who doesn't find horror movies scary because I know they are all fake and acted out by actors. But when I watched this, I almost cried. Because this is real! It's real!"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!!! I'm so scared. I've always been afraid of paintings. I don't understand why people hang paintings in their bedrooms, or even right in front of their beds. I always feel like they'll suddenly come alive and laugh at me while I'm asleep. My friend laughed at me for being timid before, but now I'm going to record this live broadcast and show it to him - the thing I've always feared the most has actually come true!!!"
"I cried. I thought I could escape the disaster by just curling up in bed. I was feeling lucky when the car stopped in the rainstorm. But I didn't expect that I could see a moving mural! I still have a poster of An Nanyuan and his group on my wall. What should I do? I don't think they are handsome at all now. I just feel like they are always looking at me. It's scary."
While the audience in the comment section were frightened to the point of numbness, many people ran from the video platform to the social platform, covering their pounding hearts and not even daring to let the video platform program stay running in their mobile phone applications. They could only type with trembling fingers, frantically posting updates on the social platform, and participating in the topic and shouting "Ahhh" with the audience who were also scared away, venting their fear.
#Moving paintings#
On the real-time popularity list of social platforms, this tag has been rising rapidly, and more and more viewers from video platforms have participated in the discussion under this tag.
Some passers-by who clicked in accidentally asked them curiously: "Is this a trailer for a domestic horror movie? It's quite interesting. I was scared just now. It should be very exciting. What's the name? Share it."
Someone immediately tried to frantically dissuade them: "Don't go and look! Otherwise you'll be too scared to close your eyes. I'm feeling like that right now. I always feel like the paintings in my house will move as soon as I close my eyes and turn around!"
However, curiosity is human instinct. The more people are dissuaded or forbidden from doing something, the more rebellious they become and the more they insist on doing it.
Therefore, the passers-by who curiously entered Yan Shixun’s split-screen live broadcast because of the label on the popularity list, as soon as they turned on the video switch, they were met with dense gazes from top to bottom in the entire hall of the mountain temple.
The murals surrounded him from all directions, even on the ceiling at the top. The people and animals painted on them all looked at Yan Shixun silently with their pure black eyes without any light, expressionless and emotionless.
Look into the camera.
At that moment, many people who had just rushed into the split-screen live broadcast felt their scalps tingling due to the unavoidable gazes coming from all directions.
The numbness spread directly from the scalp downwards, even chilling the blood. He wanted to run but his feet were numb in place and he couldn't even move.
Many people only felt that the danger of human survival was subconsciously aroused, and they just wanted to run away. They stretched out their fingers, which were stiff and cold because of the fear that the blood almost stopped flowing, and tried desperately to move their bodies and click off the live broadcast screen, but they couldn't do it after trying several times. Their fingers were stiff like useless firewood sticks.
They could only watch those gazes helplessly as the coldness ran up from their feet up their bodies, making them almost despair.
"Yan, Shi Xun..."
A low, magnetic call suddenly came from the screen.
At that moment, all the cold malice disappeared.
The blood began to flow again, the nose started to work again, and the oxygen-deprived lungs made the person breathe in fresh air in big gulps, as if someone had just strangled him and he was almost dying.
Those who reacted quickly took the opportunity to turn off the screen and exit Yan Shixun's split screen.
And until this moment, many people's hearts are still beating violently, as if they are about to jump out of their chests.
The frightened passerby crawled back to the social platform with his body limp and exhausted from the shock, and replied to the comment that had just dissuaded him in fear and almost crying.
"Good man! You are right, I shouldn't have looked at it. But why is this hand so mean and so disobedient?"
“I’m so scared ahhhhh!!”
Old viewers who just escaped from the split screen: "..."
If you don't listen to the advice of the elderly, you will suffer the consequences.
Some curious viewers also flocked to the account of variety show celebrity Goose Brother and asked him: "Goose Brother, Goose Brother, did you watch the show? Aren't you Oats? Did you watch Brother Yan's split screen today?"
After a long while, Brother Goose climbed up tremblingly and replied with "QAQ".
…
Because Yan Shixun only had a split-screen live broadcast device with him, in order to facilitate the exploration of the hall, he did not bring a tablet with him, so of course he could not see the audience's barrage and comments.
Yan Shixun was not affected at all. He and the assistant director walked through the rain and corridor and returned to where the guests were staying.
Looking at the two figures leaving one after the other, the two villagers who were drinking in the small house next to the main hall shook their heads, stood up from the table and walked to the window.
"The man surnamed Yan seemed to have gone to the temple just now."
"The temple? Isn't that perfect? Let the gods see if they are satisfied with the sacrifice this time."
A villager smiled slowly: "Thank God for giving us a rich life. God is so good to us, we also need to repay God, so that we can ensure that next year's income will be as good as this year."
"That's right."
The villager who spoke first laughed and expressed his agreement.
The two people's voices were blocked by the house and the rain, and the faint sounds that remained were barely enough to be heard.
However, the tall man walking beside Yan Shixun turned his head slightly, and his ears, which were covered by his long hair pressed down by his baseball cap, seemed to be listening to something.
Then, amid the noisy sound of rain, the man snorted coldly, almost inaudibly.
…
Originally, when the assistant director went to find Yan Shixun, he said that the guests had prepared some food and wanted Yan Shixun to come back and eat some as dinner.
However, when Yan Shixun walked back to the room where the guests were staying, he found that several guests looked surprised, while Anthony and the actress were standing on the other side, with the two sides in an opposing posture.
"What are you standing here for? Are you pouring water on the rain?" Yan Shixun asked coldly, "Have you all finished your shower? Then go to bed quickly. We'll leave as soon as the rain stops tomorrow. We might even leave in the early morning."
Seeing Yan Shixun coming over, the guests' nervous expressions eased a little. Even Anthony seemed to have found a referee and immediately revealed an unyielding and aggrieved expression.
Yan Shixun: “?”
He was horrified by Anthony's expression and felt like he was going to vomit. Did he think he was a minor? Or were they students holding hands and forming gangs in the bathroom? How could an adult male make such an expression?
However, although Yan Shixun couldn't stand this expression and wanted to find a piece of cloth to cover Anthony's head, Anthony's fans who watched the split screen felt distressed.
[My little brother is so handsome and cute, he would never lie! On the contrary, who knows if those people are coveting my little brother’s beauty.]
[Wow, baby, don't cry, mommy will hold you. Seeing Nini's expression, my heart is broken. How can this show be like this? Look how wronged the mother's baby is! The stronger my Nini is, the more heartbroken my mother is.]
[Someone was definitely peeking at my little brother just now! After all, it’s not just my family. Didn’t the actress named Rourou also say that she felt someone was watching her? This show is definitely perverted!]
Sensing the momentum of the two parties not giving in to each other, Yan Shixun asked: "So what happened when I was away just now?"
No one spoke, but the variety show host with the best temper did not come out to smooth things over and break the awkward atmosphere. Instead, he laughed sarcastically and rolled his eyes.
Yan Shixun frowned: "Hmm?"
Although this question was short, it made the variety show star inexplicably follow Yan Shixun's thoughts and open his mouth to answer obediently: "Just now, Rourou and Anthony both said that someone was peeping at them when they were taking a shower."
Yan Shixun thought about the location of the bathroom he had just seen, but didn't care: "The bathroom is not behind the temple, it is facing the mountain behind. It is normal for some wild animals to be attracted by the light and come to see it."
"No!" The actress named Rourou was so excited that she screamed, "I really felt someone looking at me! And that look... was really disgusting!"
The variety show star immediately hit back: "Then you don't have to hint that we watched it. Everyone has a split-screen live broadcast device, and now the equipment is turned on, so you can see what we just did."
Anthony was not convinced: "Someone must have peeped! I felt it. Someone touched my shoulder when I was showering, but I just closed my eyes and washed my hair at that time, so I didn't see who it was. When I turned around, the person had already run away. I was live streaming when I was showering just now, and many fans saw it. I didn't lie, and what Sister Rourou said must be true! There are only a few of us in the mountain temple. Who else could it be if not you? Is it a ghost?"
The variety show host wanted to say something but was stopped by An Nanyuan next to him.
When the variety show host turned around in confusion and asked with his eyes "Are you in the same group as us? Why are you helping each other?", he saw An Nanyuan slowly shook his head, then looked at Yan Shixun, and actually centered his gaze on Yan Shixun, quietly waiting for his judgment.
While everyone was talking, the actress nervously wrapped herself in a bath towel, trying to give herself a sense of security. Her face also showed anxiety and fear, and her thin body was trembling.
Yan Shixun observed her for a few seconds and found that her body language and facial expressions did not seem fake. Suddenly, the indifference he had just felt was swept away.
"What happened? Tell me more specifically."
His expression was serious, as if he felt that this incident really happened, and not that Anthony and the actress were lying.
The other guests were stunned, and the young master Song Ci also looked at Yan Shixun with surprise.
Anthony took a breath, as if he had found a supporter, and immediately told Yan Shixun what he had just experienced in the bathroom.
He just added a lot of personal emotions and actions when narrating, and even when he was scared he did not forget to act pitifully in front of the split screen, in order to win the sympathy of his fans.
"…When I was washing my hair, I just closed my eyes and rubbed the foam, and I felt a very cold hand touching my shoulder. I thought it was an illusion, but I opened my eyes and looked around, and there was no one in the bathroom. When I closed my eyes again, the hand touched my shoulder again, but this time it went straight down my back. The touch was very strange, and it was definitely not an illusion."
Anthony insisted: "Someone was standing behind me while I was taking a shower!"
The variety show star also ignored his own nice persona and said sarcastically: "You are taking a shower and broadcasting live. Do you think this is some kind of improper show? Do you really think others don't know what your purpose is?"
Anthony fired back: "Then don't come and attack others while they are taking a shower!"
The variety show star was angry: "I was watching it on split screen, no one went!"
The scene, which had just quieted down, became noisy again.
Shoulder……
Yan Shixun's expression became serious and gloomy when he heard Anthony say that he was touched on the shoulder and back twice.
Anthony was in a panic, so his feelings and descriptions were not very accurate. But just like when a patient goes to see a doctor, an unprepared description can still help the doctor determine the cause of the disease.
Yan Shixun guessed that Anthony was actually touched from the neck to the shoulders and then to the spine.
This is one of the most important pathways for the circulation of yang energy in the human meridians.
Yan Shixun knew very well that the guests would not do this. When what Anthony described happened, the assistant director was with him, and the Taoist priest in the temple and two villagers were all next to the main hall.
In that case, then go touch the yang energy of a living person.
Who is it?
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